I am void.
Invisible and not important,
To anyone including myself.
I am ugly.
This beautiful face betrays me,
I must have a wicked soul.
I am empty.
Giving so much of myself to others,
Yet I get nothing I need in return.
I am vacant.
You see it in my eyes,
Light dimming with each breath.
I am bare.
Stripped of all comfort and security,
Naked before you I feel ashamed.
I am worthless.
An item traded for lesser value,
Something you couldn't wait to donate.
I am nothing.
A shadow on the wall,
A small thought that rarely wonders to the surface.
I am so very lonely.